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  • My Review of Christopher Nolan’s “The Odyssey”

    Full Disclosure: I’m an Odyssey junkie. Read it more times than I can count and sailed and traveled to all the places in it—Cape Circeo (Aeaea), North Africa (Cicones), the pillars off the Amalfi Coast (Sirens), the Strait of Messina (Scylla and Charibdis), Sardinia (Laestrygonians ), the Strait of Gibraltar (Hades), and of course Troy itself. I read it to my daughter so much when she was young that Odysseus’s line to Circe “How can I love you when you’re turning my men into pigs?” became an inside joke with us, not the least because, even at a young age, she understood that the line between men and pigs can be a fine one, easily crossed. So, of course I had to see this movie the day it came out, and of course I loved it and recommend it highly, but that would be a boring and useless review.

    Instead, I will give you a critical evaluation from someone who loves the story—where it deviates from the poem, what Nolan chooses to highlight instead of other story elements–in the hope that you will enjoy the movie more when you see it. Which you should.

    The biggest difference between the poem and Nolan’s interpretation of it is Odysseus himself. The poem is a story of a man trying to get back to his wife after a long war. Along the way, he is waylaid by seductive women and misadventures that are partly the result of his own mistakes and partly caused by his men doing stupid things. Yep, it is the Ur-sailor story, and it is not a coincidence that in my memoir I name my wife ‘Penelope’ and at the end of the book, upon finally being reunited with my son who was born while I was at sea, I half-jokingly suggest we call him ‘Telemachus’.

    This makes for a rousing, entertaining story by itself. The thing that makes the story captivating and eternal is that Odysseus invariably chooses to think his way out of a situation, rather than fight. Many military officers secretly identify with him for this reason. Mentor relates to Telemachus his father’s motto in the movie when he says, “You’re not always going to be the fastest or strongest, so try to be the smartest.”

    Nolan gives us a deeper interpretation. His Odysseus is haunted by what he did in the war, which amounts to war crimes in his mind. At the end of the movie, he confesses to Penelope that he took ten years to return to get his head right about what he did, that he didn’t feel worthy of her love before he had redeemed himself. It’s a truism that movies are about the current times, and nowhere is this more true than in Nolan’s interpretation. At some level, we, like Nolan’s Odysseus, fear that we have crossed the boundary of acceptable human behavior in recent wars (take your pick: Afghanistan, Iraq, Iran, machine-gunning the survivors of a drug boat), that we have unleashed the forces of darkness and the civilized world is on the brink of being torn asunder. In Nolan’s work, the two interrelated themes are that the Greeks have defied “Zeus’s law” and consequently give the ‘Sea Peoples’ full right to destroy civilization. Odysseus, particularly, is consumed by guilt from having transcended a basic Bronze Age convention—he left a peace offering that was accepted as such and brought within Troy’s walls and thus sealed their doom.

    Nolan’s interpretation catapults the movie from a great “toga and sandals” flick to a deeply contemplative work that will haunt your days and nights long after you leave the movie theater.

    Now let’s take a look at the nits and address the pedants. He omits the sack of Isamus, probably for time’s sake, and the losses they take in their pillaging are made clearly enough in other scenes. He concatenates the island of lotus eaters with Odysseus’s time with Calypso, and uses the memory-obscuring properties of that drug as a plot device to explain why he remains with her for 8 years.

    His men never open the bag of Aeolus’s winds, which, combined with Odysseus’s prideful taunt to Polyphemus, is the inciting event that sends Odysseus on a ten-year adventure and the men to their doom. I think this omission is deliberate. Nolan carefully cut out anything overly supernatural. Releasing Aeolus’s winds would have made it a different movie. Similarly, Nolan changes the scene with Polyphemus. In the poem, Odysseus pridefully boasts to the cyclops that he, Odysseus! was the one who blinded the giant, thus inciting Poseidon’s wrath and setting the stage for the trials that follow. In the movie, Odysseus quite unnecessarily nicks the blinded giant with an arrow, and Poseidon’s rage happens “off camera”. In Nolan’s take, the gods aren’t the cause of the men’s tribulation; the men have themselves to thank for that, combined with Fate. In that respect, it is a very Stoic interpretation.

    Circe is more of a witch and not as hot as I remember her, and the year that Odysseus spends in her arms is reduced to an afternoon, probably for timing reasons.

    The Laestrygonians destroy all but one of Odysseus’s ships, but instead of there being 10 as in the poem, there are only three. Obviously a choice made to cut production costs, and I am grateful Nolan did—otherwise, the movie would have been an MCU-like cartoon of CGI. In this movie, all the ships you see really float on real water.

    Calypso, played by Charlize Theron, is every bit as hot in the movie as in the poem, and you can definitely understand why Odysseus would spend 8 years with her. But in the poem, it is Zeus who tells her she had to let Odysseus go. In the movie, she comes to that realization herself. Again, Nolan avoids anything overtly supernatural.

    The casting of Zendaya as Athena was brilliant. In the poem, she is supernatural, but in the movie, she is the embodiment of the crushing, debilitating guilt Odysseus feels for his part in the war. She is an apparition of a girl killed in the sack of Troy, for which he is personally and directly responsible. When he finally forgives himself, she disappears. I cried at that scene; it is the most powerful in the entire movie. Odysseus confesses and finally forgives himself, and Penelope accepts him, war crimes and all.

    One nit I have about Helen: Much has been written about the choice of a black actress to portray her. I completely disagree; she was perfect for the part. Funny how a reviewer can accept a fifteen-foot cyclops but object to a black Helen. Except. The actress (Lupita Nyongo) is beautiful, and in the Iliad, that beauty will indeed launch a thousand ships. But in the poem version of the Odyssey, she is a staid and dutiful housewife, complacent and compliant, back in the fold of Menelaus’ household. Her wild-child days and her beauty are in her past. When I think of Helen in the Odyssey, I picture Barbara Billingsley.

    Penelope, played by Anne Hathaway, is every bit the match for Odysseus—wily, outsmarts the suitors, takes no crap. As when he remonstrates her son, “Hey genius, who do you think has been running this place for twenty years! We need a king…why, exactly?” I cheered inside at that line. Yep, she definitely reminded me of my wife.

    (The movie carefully omits, however, the fact that Penelope is responsible for Odysseus going to Agamemnon’s war in the first place. He had a plan to get out of it; she spoiled it by bringing baby Telemachus down to the beach that day.)

    The ending: Not gonna spoil it, and I did like it, but if you want a different take, check out Madeline Miller’s Circe, which has a  more believable, and I think fitting, end for Odysseus.

    Nolan’s Odyssey is a redemption story of a man learning to forgive himself through trials.

    His Odysseus is both the best and worst of us—smart, charismatic, loyal but also prideful, ruthless, and given to acts of rage. Noland gives us a lot to think about as we leave the theater.

    NB: If after watching the movie you want another story about a man who can’t forgive himself for acts he committed in the war and undergoes trials which finally result in his redemption, check out my book, How to Hotwire an Airplane.  The war is in Vietnam, and the trials involve flying illegal immigrants over the border patrol, but it has the same theme. I think you will like it.

  • July Newsletter

    I get many reviews on Submerged—approaching 2000 now in Amazon and Goodreads combined- and I appreciate all of them, but I especially loved this one. Nate, wherever you are, you sound like a man of wisdom and judgement! This was posted in June, and the entire month, whenever I needed a laugh, I went back and read it.

    This month, I attended the West Virginia Writing Club’s annual meeting in Ripley, WV. Writing can be a lonely business, so it is especially helpful to meet with other writers “IRL.” It was a three-day symposium with talks by established writers. The session I found most useful was “Floaty-Groundy” by Brad Barkley. He is a prolific and well-regarded author whose latest book was just published, “The Reel Life of Zara Kegg”, which I intend to read when my TBR stack supports it. He read an excerpt at the conference and it really hooked me.

    “Floaty-Groundy” is a riff on Helmuth Von Moltke’s theory of officers. He divided them into four groups based on intelligence and industriousness. Lazy, smart officers were best for command; they found the most efficient solutions. Industrious smart officers made the best staff officers. Lazy dumb officers were useful for menial work, but beware the industrious, stupid officers! They would get you into trouble!

    In Barkley’s literary version, you can have a character who is grounded—has a definite goal-or “floaty”, has no explicit goals or amorphous ones. Plots can be grounded, with a definite timeline that drives a plot (the bomb will go off in 60 minutes), or “floaty”, with nothing specific driving it. With that taxonomy, you can categorize works of fiction. “Groundy Groundy” novels are thrillers: the hero has a goal, the plot is driven by a timeline. “Floaty-Groundy” novels tend to be more literary; the hero does not have a specific goal or cannot articulate one, but nevertheless he grows over the course of the story, which is driven by a grounded plot (Scarlett in Gone with the Wind, the protagonist in Idiocracy). In “Groundy-Floaty” stories, the hero has a goal, but there is nothing specific driving the plot—the Dude in The Big Lebowski, and the protagonists in Moby Dick and Jaws—the big fish could just swim off and disappear; it is a “floaty” plot.

    But beware “Floaty-Floaty” stories, where the hero does not have an explicit goal and the plot is not driven by a timeline! Those tend to meander. Think Holden Caufield in Catcher in the Rye—no goal, no driven plot. Or the protagonist in Prince of Tides. That taxonomy resonated with me, and I immediately recognized that the novel I am working on now is “Floaty Groundy”- Stick has an inchoate goal of “not being poor” (floaty), but the plot is driven inexorably by a race that if allowed to be run, will destroy the world (groundy). Speaking of Megga Maps Handicap, I should have a draft ready for beta review by September and am shooting for having Advance Reader Copies (ARCs) out by October, and to have it published before the end of the year.

    On Thursday, July 30, at 7 PM,  I am giving a course on Nuclear Power and Life Support on submarines at Cascades Library in Loudoun County, Virginia. It is free and everyone is invited and promises to be exciting. It is based on a series of classes I gave at George Mason University last year and this year.

    Until next month, peace.

  • June Newsletter

    An experience this month made me reconsider how I judge people. A fellow had emailed to say he liked my book, Submerged, and remarked how similar it was to his career. (I get quite a few emails like that.) He wanted signed copies for his four children. I said, “Sure, send me their names”, which he did, but in addition, I got a long email listing all their advanced degrees, successes, and professional achievements, not just the four kids but also those of the twelve grandchildren. What a braggart, I thought. Three days later, I got an email from his son, who was going through the man’s emails. He had died a few hours after writing that email to me. What I had interpreted as bragging was just a fellow reflecting proudly on his children, in the last moments of his life. Something to think about when we judge people without knowing where they’re coming from.

    I finished up the class on submarines in May. It went well, despite a former submarine skipper sitting in the back of the last class! He didn’t call me out on anything, so I guess I didn’t mangle the subject too badly!  I am teaching a subset of that class at three lectures in Loudoun County libraries this summer. It will be a slightly condensed version of the GMU class:

    U.S. Submarines: A Deep Dive

    Part One: Nuclear Power and Life Support Thursday, July 30, 7-8 pm Cascades Library

    Part Two: Thursday, Aug. 20, 7 p.m., Rust Library – Communications, Weapons, and Tactics

    Part Three: Thursday, Sept. 10, 7 p.m., Cascades Library – Operations

    In May, I teamed up with a fellow member of our writing club to sell and sign books at one of those places you think might be an April Fool’s joke—a tavern with axe-throwing booths, in addition to pool tables. Not little toy axes. Big hefty ones. The kind Hansel and Gretel’s dad used. Axe-throwing and beer. Two great things that (maybe?) go together. It was a fundraiser for a dog rescue, an activity near to my heart—I don’t do it anymore, but for many years I ran rescue dogs in my plane from kill shelters to adopters. In fact, the book How to Hotwire an Airplane is based partly on those exploits. They interviewed all the authors at the event, and you can see mine here and my fellow club member’s here.

    I will be signing books at the West Virginia Writers’ Club Annual Conference in Ripley, WV, on Friday and Saturday, June 12-13.

    Oceans rise, civilizations fall, but one thing remains (for the past fifteen months, at least!): As we head into June, Submerged is still the top Amazon seller in Military Biographies, Navy. Thank you to everyone who purchased and read it!

    And finally, here is a movie review: My wife and I watched Pressure last night. WWII is basically the Iliad of the modern age. I am sure that 3600 years from now it will be told as an epic poem, and the heroes we perceive as flesh-and-blood today—Patton, Nimitz, etc—will be presented as godlike as Achilles, Hector, and the rest. Pretty much all the battles and generals have had movies made of them, so moviemakers have turned their attention to…weathermen. The title is a double entendre, referring to how air pressure affects weather and the pressure felt by the planners of the D-Day invasion—Eisenhower and his staff, and the chief meteorologist and his—in selecting the date for the invasion, in the face of a storm that might or might not hit on the selected date.

     It is a gripping movie, with excellent acting and special effects, very watchable, despite the fact that it never happened. Yes, there was an oncoming storm that delayed the invasion by a day, and yes, the meteorological staff successfully predicted a 36-hour gap in the weather that allowed the invasion to proceed and thereby got the jump on the Germans, who apparently did not have the same caliber of weathermen. But the histrionics in the staff meetings, the subversion of the chain of command, the throwing of chairs, and the general chaos the movie depicts are completely overblown and, to a large extent, manufactured. Yes, the Met chief was a dour Scot, and the American deputy chief was a bit of a blowhard, but the movie completely omits the man generally credited with predicting the gap in the weather, a Norwegian meteorologist who probably didn’t make the cut because he was not cinematically volatile enough. The show corroborates something I always suspected: Movies reflect the time they are made. We live in a world where it is impossible to debate and disagree respectfully and work as a team, so the movies we watch mirror that dysfunction.

    Until next month, Peace.

  • May Newsletter

    Random conversation with a fellow tourist on a package tour to the Baltics last year:

    Tourist: “Have you ever been to Russia?”

    Me: “No, but I’ve seen it.’

    Tourist; “What?”

    Me: “Through a periscope.”

    Back in the day, when I was a serving submarine officer, I used to wonder if we would ever make a port call to the places I saw through the periscope. Maybe have a beer and a conversation. Nope, I would decide, never gonna happen,

    Boy was I wrong.

    One of most surprising and happy things I’ve found on this author journey is re-establishing contact with shipmates and friends, and making new acquaintances. Last month I got an email from a former Soviet naval commander who had read my memoir, and since exchanged several emails. Quite fascinating to hear what the “other side” was experiencing and feeling while we hunted each other. Makes one wonder about the current hostilities—how long until we’re chatting with former adversaries, over a beer, or chai?

    The picture is from the first session of a class I am teaching at George Mason University. Several more to go in this semester, then I am booked with Loudoun County Libraries to give a series of lectures this summer. I will post all events on my website.

    I will be interviewed on How to Hotwire an Airplane on Warbirds Radio on 11 May, will post the link when it hits.

    Two great developments:

    Submerged was listed as a Finalist for the 2025 Self-Published Review of Books Awards!. Didn’t win, but out of a large field so it felt good to place.

    And I have finished the first draft of my new novel which I expect to publish this year! Here is a blurb for it, stay tuned!:

    Megga Maps Handicapa novel racing, coming of age, and other calamities

    Stick and Bear just want to have some fun and maybe make a little money. But when their racing app goes viral and turns otherwise law-abiding Americans into crazed racing zealots, the two teenagers find themselves over their heads and in cahoots with a shadowy financial figure hosting the racing servers on a former WW2 gun platform in international waters. Soon, government agents are on their heels as they navigate a Byzantine world of money laundering, prediction markets, cryptocurrencies, derivatives, and collateralized debt obligations. When a big race threatens to tank the world economy, the two friends are faced with a moral choice that threatens their friendship and forces them to grow up in a hurry. An all-too-realistic scenario ripped from the headlines, Megga Maps Handicap is a story about racing, coming of age, and how one’s choices in life define a person.

    Until next month, Peace.

  • April Newsletter

    Sending a newsletter out on April 1 is always fraught. Today, everyone reads things twice, careful not to be taken in. I promise, tempted as I was, today’s newsletter contains none of that, but if you are looking for a nice April Fool’s piece, you might click over to today’s FB post.

    March was a fun month, writing-wise. The podcast I did with Dylan Schlender on “Reels of Justice”, where I defended the movie “K19: Widowmaker,” is posted. You can listen to it here, and see if I won my case! Those guys are a hoot! I really hope they invite me back.

    I gave a presentation on getting published to the writing club at my son’s school, Blue Ridge Community College. Really gratifying, and I think the students got a lot out of it too.  I had so much fun that it motivated me to suggest to the dean that I teach a class there on writing. She didn’t say no or yes but gave me the run-down: you don’t get rich teaching (surprise!), they pay $2100 to teach a 3-credit course. Looking into writing a syllabus and sending it to them.

    This month I start teaching a second class at George Mason University on submarines at their Fairfax campus—the same class I taught at Reston in the winter, but better (I hope!). In that class I mentioned the General Belgrano sinking in 1982 and the Korean frigate sinking in 2020, the two post-war instances of a ship sunk by a submarine-launched torpedo, but in this class I will have a third one to add, the sinking of the Iranian frigate by USS Charlotte in this current war. Scary and frightful times we live in.

    I have been thinking lately of Shirley Jackson’s story “The Lottery”. If you haven’t read it—spoilers ahead, and how on earth did you get through sophomore English class without doing so?

    I got my first Amazon one-star review of “Hotwire.” The reviewer said it was “too political” and objected to the initial inciting scene where a rancher relates how his cook was detained by the Border Patrol for 8 hours, strip-searched, given several invasive cavity searches, force-fed a laxative, and MRI’d–only to be let go with no charges, but a bill for $5400 for the MRI and X-rays. The reviewer took issue, saying “The depiction of torture by the CBP agents” was “gratuitous” and “anecdotal”.


    I am not sure what he meant by “anecdotal.” It is a true account, taken from the court testimony (she later sued), and was published in the 2018 edition of Harper’s Magazine.

    Gratuitous? That term usually means it was included for inflammatory purposes to appeal solely to a prurient interest.  I used the scene because I needed a sufficiently alarming event for the protagonist to embark on what was essentially a life of crime, so (In my mind at least) it served a narrative, not prurient, purpose.

    The reviewer’s reference to “torture” bothers me the most. In a way, it would be less horrifying if the agents had simply tortured that poor woman, but far from it: In their minds, what they did was perfectly justified and reasonable. Shoving a speculum into various orifices, strapping her down on a gurney, and force-feeding laxatives, irradiating her–all in a day’s work. Following “the law.”

    That’s what made me think of “The Lottery”. The story is a window into hell brought about by law-abiding citizens  “following the rules”, just as the CBP agents were doing. It is a corporeal instantiation of “the banality of evil,” a full fifteen years before Hannah Arendt introduced that term into the lexicon.

    I believe we are living in a modern-day version of “The Lottery”—not just with the current immigration fracas, but in the wars and death and injustice we allow to go around us as “the cost of doing business” and “following the law”.  If you haven’t read the story, I encourage you to do so, and if you have, read it again, and ask yourself which person you might be in it.

    Speaking of stories and authors, I found another favorite: Tom Strelich, author of “Dog Logic” and “Water Memory”, and a third due this year, finishing the trilogy.  He writes with wit and a sense of the absurd that captivated me and made me more than slightly jealous.

    That’s it for this month! Until the next, Peace.

  • Walmart Healthcare

    Bentonville, Arkansas, April 1, 2026

    Walmart Corporation (WMT, NASDAQ) announced the inauguration today of its new “Save Money. Live Healthy” initiative that promises to do for healthcare what it did for the retail industry—unleash the buying power of the world’s largest retailer to deliver health care at prices affordable to everyday working families.

    “It was time,” said Walmart Healthcare spokesman Mark S. Wellbee. “Families have been pushed to the limit by rising healthcare costs, and we decided to step in and do what’s right.” He presented the remarks at the opening ceremony of the Health Kiosk at their flagship store in Bentonville, which they intend to roll out nationwide in the coming months.

    “Medical care in America today is a rigged system,” said Mr. Wellbee. “You don’t know how much it will cost when you walk through a clinic’s doors, unlike any other service or product sold in the United States. You get billed months later by organizations you never heard of, demanding money. The bill, if you are even presented with one, is incomprehensible. And if you don’t pay, your debt is sent to bill collectors, who tack on more fees, fees you will never be able to pay.” Medical debt, said Mr. Wellbee, is the leading cause of bankruptcy in America.

    “Part of the reason is the overhead,” he said. “I had a blood test last week at my local hospital. Five people were involved just to get the blood, let alone analyze it.  A security guard at the door, a person to check me into the hospital and issue me an adhesive name badge, then I walked three feet to another clerk who verified my insurance and gave me yet another name badge, this one a wristband, then I went to the blood station where a third clerk checked my wristband,  then I finally saw the phlebotomist. And don’t get me started about the backend administration involved—filling out the  billing codes, sending the bill to the insurance company, adjudicating it– it’s easily a dozen people involved in a procedure that takes us just one person to perform, here at Walmart Healthcare.” He shook his head ruefully.

    The problem, said Mr. Wellbee, is insurance companies and the middlemen who serve it. “Obamacare took a stab at reining in costs, but failed because it didn’t solve the root of the problem- people making a living passing paper from one person to another in a system designed to provide them lifetime employment, while creating no value whatsoever. Obamacare just fed the beast.”

    “We intend to fix that for healthcare, as we did for retail, by eliminating the middlemen and using our buying power to obtain goods and services at the best possible price. 80% of all medical care can be performed by a physician’s assistant, not an MD.  That’s from the Economist. We will start with outpatient care. 50 to 70% of all surgical procedures are performed on an outpatient basis. That’s our first market.”

    “And you will know the cost when you walk in.” He pointed to the kiosk marquee above his head.  “That’s our introductory rate for stitches–$9.99 per stitch. Or, as we like to say, ‘A stitch in time costs nine-ninety-nine!’ No insurance involved. You pay with cash or a credit card. You know the cost straight up. No surprises months later. What you see is what you pay.”

    Asked about the quality of care and Walmart’s reputation for middle-grade goods, Wellbee Bristled. “Sure, healthcare for the fifty percent in this country who have insurance from their employer is excellent. But what about the rest? This nation pays twice as much per capita for care as any other rich country, yet it has abysmal outcomes. We rank last in the OECD in infant mortality and longevity. Why? Because our system fails to serve the people who need it most, the working poor, those who live paycheck to paycheck. That is the target market of Walmart Healthcare.  The ones whose lives are shortened by not treating easily preventable conditions. The ignored and forgotten fifty percent.”

    Asked about the expected pushback from insurers and state and local regulatory authorities, who many believe are in a conflict-of-interest calumny, Wellbee snorted. ”They can try. Walmart is the single largest private employer in the nation. That carries some clout.”

  • Reels of Justice: K19 Widowmaker

    “Reels of Justice” is a movie review spodcast in the guise of “Law and Order” where a movie is “on trial” for being a bad movie! Dylan Schlender and the rest of them who run it are very funny! “K19: The Widowmaker”–a submarine movie based on a true event, an atomic mishap on a Soviet submarine, starring Harrison Ford and Liam Neeson, was on the docket this week, with me as the defending attorney. See how good a job I did and whether I got my client acquitted, lots of fun:

    https://www.buzzsprout.com/1154249/episodes/18793627

  • March Newsletter

    I try to get these newsletters out the first of the month. This is late because I was tied up with a sudden trip I had to make to Hawaii to bring my mother home. At 88, her cognitive acuity has diminished to the point she can’t live alone. Dementia is one of the most horrible conditions I can think of. If you have read my second book, “How to Hotwire an Airplane”, you know that one of its themes is “You are your memories.” When you lose your memories, you have lost yourself, even though the body might still be alive. Read “Flowers for Algernon”—I remember sobbing when I read that book, when the narrator starts his slow, inevitable slide into senescence.

    But rest assured, she is now with my brother and near other family members and is doing very well and getting the care she needs! (Didn’t want to end this part on a downer!)

    One tidbit about “Hotwire”–in it, I predicted the airspace in Texas would become a shambles, owing to the inability of the FAA and the military to communicate. Sadly, that came true when the FAA recently shut down the airspace over El Paso for ten days (later rescinded) A tiff with the DoD and DHS. (If you kids can’t agree, I’m gonna take everything away…)

    February was a busy month! Finished teaching the class on submarines at George Mason University. It was truncated a bit due to a weather-related cancellation of one class, but I have good faith the next one I teach, at the Fairfax campus this spring, will not be so affected.

    “Submerged” went into March still the Amazon #1 Bestseller in Navy Biographies so was a bestseller for 12 months,  but today was bumped to #3. It was a good run, though!

    In Feb I was a guest on “Reels of Justice”, a hilarious movie review podcast created in the guise of “Law and Order” where a “prosecutor” and “Defense attorney” discuss the merits and demerits of a movie to determine whether it is “guilty” of being a bad movie. I defended “K19: Widowmaker”, a movie about a (true) atomic accident on a Soviet sub in 1961 that killed many of its crewmembers, starring Harrison Ford and Liam Neeson. Did I win my case? You have to watch the episode when it comes out! (It has not yet, but here is their Facebook page Facebook

    “Google Maps Handicap” is coming along. Slowly. I am on the fence about whether I need to, or shall, make a pseudonym for “Google”, I would hate to publish it and then be sued by them for defamation. That would be a stretch, but we live in a litigious country.

    I will leave you with two authors I discovered this month:

    “Elyse Douglas” is the pen name of a husband-wife team that writes time travel romances, which I am sucker for. I read “Time Change” but they are very prolific; tons of others. We shall see if they become repetitive.

    Joe Barret writes like I do, or want to anyway. Funny, but with a social point wrapped inside the humor. Just finished “Unplugged”, which is about, among other things, the homeless, and now reading “Managed Care”, which is about other downtrodden, unnoticed people of America.

    Strongly recommend reading those books (after mine, of course!)

    Until next month,

    Henry Rausch

  • Feb Newsletter

    Feb 1 and winter keeps us in its icy grip. The temperature remained in the single digits at night and barely drifted into the teens and twenties during the day, here in West Virginia.  A hardship to some, and not minimizing the trouble and pain the snowfall caused, but I find beauty and joy in winter’s harshness. Like a hurricane or a heatwave, Mother Nature’s way of reminding us who is in charge.

    Up on the mountain yesterday, I found I wasn’t alone; it looks like Yogi woke from his nap midwinter and is searching for a pic-a-nic basket.  That’s me in the picture, looking down on a frozen lake that I was swimming in just six months ago! It is a wonder of nature, and a gift to us, I think, to see such changes with the seasons. Spring is promiscuous and fecund, Summer lazy and fat, Autumn harried and hurried with winter preparations and family holidays. Winter is none of that: unhurried, austere, serene, and supreme. Think you’re going somewhere today? Look out the window, think again. Best curl up with a good book, next to the fire (or fires, I use two stoves to stay warm, a coal stove and a wood-fueled one). Needless to say, my favorite season.

    January was busy:

    An interview with Gary David on his podcast “Experience by design”. I have found that no two podcast interviews are the same, each one asks different questions and brings us somewhere else. This one delved into many aspects of leadership and is more academic than others I have done.

    Started teaching at George Mason University, an adult extension class about submarines. 47 students, all retired and interested in history. The final class will be on a war game the USNI conducted two years ago, “War with China 2026”. Needless to say, submarines feature prominently in it, and everyone expressed great interest in that class. I will teach it again at the Fairfax campus this spring, and I may take it on the road and teach it at other libraries and museums if I get sufficient interest.

    This month marks the 11th consecutive month that “Submerged” has been a bestseller on Amazon and shows no sign of slowing down! Thank you, everyone, who read it and reviewed it.

    “Hotwire” sells about a book a day, not great but not awful. I keep hoping it will break out, but maybe it won’t.

    I took a break from writing “Handicap” to study a book I picked up, which really changed my way of thinking about story structure, “Story Genius” by Lisa Cron. For all the writers out there, I can’t recommend it highly enough; it changed my way of thinking about plot.

    I will leave you with an invite: On Feb 10 February at 8 PM EST, I will be defending the movie “K19: Widowmaker” (2002, Harrison Ford and Liam Neeson)  on the podcast “Reels of Justice”. Strongly urge anyone interested in movies to listen to a few of their shows; they “presume a movie innocent of being a bad movie,” and a prosecutor and a defender (that will be me) must make their case to a judge and jury. Great fun and also educational if you like movies.

    Thank you, everyone, for reading. Until next month,

    Henry Rausch, (K19 defense attorney)

  • Two new and good things for the new year

    Hi everyone, this is just a short note to say that I got some good news about my books.

    “How to Hotwire an Airplane” was listed as a top twelve favorite for 2025 by Rosepoint Publishing! This is quite an achievement; if you look at the other authors in the list–Michael Connelly, Whoopi Goldberg, Dean Koontz, and Sara Gruen!

    Here is the link: Twelve Favorite Books of 2025 – #Favoritebooks #eBooks #Audiobooks – Rosepoint Publishing

    Also, I was interviewed on Gary David’s podcast last October, and it just hit. He is a professor of sociology at Bentley University, and we talked about different theories of leadership as it relates to my novels.

    Here is the link: Submerged Experiences with Henry Rausch | Experience by Design

    Enjoy! and, Peace.